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Poor country kids
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deadcarp    Posted 10-10-2004 at 17:34:35       [Reply]  [No Email]
they are obliged to modify everything ,even ads.
(uncle cecil's off-tune guitar twangs once to get the key)
"my bologna has a first name,
it's G E N
my bologna has a second name,
it's E R I C (kids look at each other nervously)
i'm not sure if the stuff
has another name or nawwwwwt :)"


farmall    Posted 10-10-2004 at 19:38:49       [Reply]  [Send Email]

talking bout school and poor country kids reminds me of being in school. My first, second, fifth on up were spent in old one room country schools. The first, all in NE Kansas, had cracks by the windows that would let in snow where the pencle sharpener was. We had the roll of maps mounted on the wall that was pulled down with a pole with a hook on it i guess for weak women teachers. There was not a clock in any of the 3 schools except the one on the teachers desk. Time was valueless to us. I learned how to tell tiome,then promptly forgot as I never had any use for it till I got into high school. The first school had the old desks mounted on rails. The seat of one that raised up was mopunted to the desk behind it. One row of descs was around 4/5ft wide. On Fri, in that school, in the afternoon, the teacher would devide up the older kids into 2 groups and haul out ever book with a map on it, and call out a name. whoever got it added to the score of their team. I was in the firtst grade, and nobody wanted me on their team, perhaps second. anyway, mom had a long cabnet on the bach portch that she periodically covered with old newspaper. I read a bit on those newspapers, about Truman, the war, the Nuremburg trials, the Keafaulver Commission, ect. Anyway, one day, during the game she mentioned a city I knew of. I told her I knew it. she said come up here , to her desk, I did and whispered it to her. She said, hes right. After that, I didnt have any trouble getting on a team. We walked 3 miles one way . Its funny, we walked, but my dad and older brother rode horses as they had a place to put them during the day back then. The bell on the firs school was mounted on a stub windmill tower, around 10ft high near the door. The wasps would get into it during summer and build nests. When it was rung, you couldnt go into the school, so, generally the bell only got rang the first day. Aftere that the teacher would ring a desk bell. The second school had the bell mounted on a windmill tower 50ft frtom the school with a hay rope running from the inside of the school out to it. yo had to ring it from the inside. The last school had the bell molunted in a steeple on top of the school, If you rang it too hard, you would have to climb up on the roof and turn the bell over. Man thats loud when it swung back over witn you so c,ose to it, and it banged many times before it was still. In the fall, we would go out and collect sumac berries and leaves and arrainge them on the piano, on the window ledges ect. Then bring old newspapers and cut up confettee and put it in small bags and sell it for a nickle. We d learn a play, have cake walks, raffles, ect. The farmers would come from all over, even to standing outside as it was too croweded insidem and generally the women stayed inside to watch the kids anyway. LONG TIME AGo


toolman    Posted 10-10-2004 at 19:20:02       [Reply]  [No Email]
hmmm think they must have some mighty good drugs their DC lol.


Melanie    Posted 10-10-2004 at 18:08:55       [Reply]  [No Email]
LMAO!!!!!!
"(kids look at each other nervously)"....
Oh, man...
hoo...


DD    Posted 10-10-2004 at 17:47:32       [Reply]  [No Email]
LOL! Are you sure you didn't find the closet they keep the Martini Juice in? Just kidding ; )


Clod    Posted 10-10-2004 at 17:39:43       [Reply]  [No Email]
you live up there where apples grow DC? why do they taste like pears? they used to taste like apples.


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